Um, yo, welcome to the show Hope we're the same level of uncomfortable Jump to the front we'll pump up the flow Get to know one another together we're gonna grow Close, maybe hold hands and slow dance With no pants taking your chance at romance Or be old friends, see whatever you fancy I tend to be the gentleman getting the deadened dancing Like necromancy I'm a thriller, still a Elite beast a beat killer, iller Than any other fella who got a lyric to bellow They prolly bitter but I'm sweet as vanilla, hello Who's that man on the beat I see It's the G - A - M to the B - I - T A VIP, nobody play a set like me Don't gotta pay a high fee to get hyphy Can you dig it? Can I kick it? Wicked If'n you like give me a mic and I'll sic it I'm definitely the definition of damn tough Better get your hands up if you a misfit Come and ride with me We can try to be anything we decide to be Shine vibrantly, I'm intending to be bright and free Until I die and that's fine with me I believe you never know what your life can be So forget your anxiety You provide the beat and I'ma slide in a rhyme or three Nasty son it's lima beans And that's me, so props to you for coming out And giving a minute to deliver what I'm about So put up your stouts, your cold ones Whole blunts rolled up toast up and shout Homie no doubt, old women tell me I'm handsome Damn son I been a hundred percent stunning and then some Miss this heat you can kiss these feet for ransom Have a seat like I'm Chris Hansen After the track hits catch me maxin' it But I'ma shit it like I'm packed with laxatives I'm mad relaxing as if I'm Bob Ross It's facts half these rap kids are happy accidents Crafting back to back magic as if I mastered hat tricks Hump like a crafty rabbit, but I never give a fuck like I practice abstinence So bump and blast this shit Come and ride with me We can try to be anything we decide to be Shine vibrantly, I'm intending to be bright and free Until I die and that's fine with me I believe you never know what your life can be So forget your anxiety You provide the beat and I'ma slide in a rhyme or three Nasty son it's lima beans Is Gambit the king of the dorks Is a pig's pussy pork I eat up the beat up, scream like Vegeta Hungry like a cheeta son but I don't need a fork Honestly they probably oughta be writing out a biography All about me on how I don't gotta be winning lotteries To be climbing from the bottom to the top And I'm not gonna stop 'till I get everybody singing Come and ride with me We can try to be anything we decide to be Shine vibrantly, I'm intending to be bright and free Until I die and that's fine with me I believe you never know what your life can be So forget your anxiety You provide the beat and I'ma slide in a rhyme or three Nasty son it's lima beans Boogie up